Today is the last day before the National Day.

On the other hand, it is also a make-up class to make us enjoy the holiday more happily. The answer I got was yes, but I was so angry anyway!

Could it be that because of the holiday, there is a make-up class? This kind of argument can't convince me at all, about what is obviously a holiday but in secret, no, it is completely open to cut the holiday time, so that those holidays that should be three days are actually only one day, and on the other hand, the National Day holiday, which is obviously 7 days, has also been inexplicably reduced to 4 days.

Why!

Why!

I don't understand it at all, hey?

"Hello everyone, my name is Ferreth Shee, and I am an exchange student at St. Catherine's College in France."

It was on this inexplicable day that I inexplicably started my first day at this school, which was obviously belated.

Campus life?

Not at all right, hey!

Class 1 of 2017 at Fangcheng School, after knowing my class for the first time, I didn't actually have any special thoughts, just a feeling of "ah, it's really Class 1". In fact, when I learned that the classes were divided in this way, it was clear that I was important in some ways.

The blonde heroine is high!

"Oh, exchange students, blonde!" "Something doesn't seem right with the name?" "Oh! Turns out I still have a chance to get along with foreigners up close? ”

Hmph, that's it, just set your eyes on me!

That's right, I don't know if Lu Yu is that guy.

"Ah, Filreth, that seat is yours, sit down first."

"Okay teacher, it's actually good to call me Xiaoxi."

"Okay, Xiaoxi-san."

Is the homeroom teacher so young, or does it just look like it? Forget it, such speculation is a bit impolite, and I should have a chance to know about it in the future.

Hmph, this vacant seat is generally not vacated in the center of the classroom, right? Next to him is a person who seems to be relatively easy to get along with, simply combing a ponytail, and it feels relatively ······

Hey, what's going on with that look?

Although he didn't look at me head-on, but the afterglow that flashed out of the corner of his eye, is this really okay?

It's so fierce and fierce, I thought it was a harmless type of humans and animals, but the problem wasn't very big······

What a ghost!

What the hell is that guy with his own negative effects? Why can't even the new transfer student shake his determination to bury his head in the crook of his arm, I know you may not have much time to sleep at night, but I don't care what you do! Raise your head for me, sitting diagonally above you is the perfect transfer student, Chinese-French mixed race is blonde!

Although I don't quite understand why I want to sell myself like this, I still can't be relieved when I see someone indifferent!

Goo wow, why!

Where does this intense murderous aura come from?

Huh! How did that tall, thin man make me feel so scared? Is there really such a thing as murder in this world? Anyway, the author, your worldview is too casual, will normal people exude that kind of aura?

And why didn't the other students react, hey, can this be targeted? Specifying a target or something doesn't have an impact on others?

It's terrifying, isn't it?

(In fact, it's just a school-age girl who is complacent on the surface but has a lot of inner drama)

Feed! What does it mean to be a school-age girl!

(Huh?) Is this what I cared about? ）

Don't give me that kind of narration!

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When: That didn't get the admission process for a month

Location: A hotel arranged by a school

Character: Philres Hee

The girl's hair has not yet dried, and although the life in the hotel is comfortable, there is still an indescribable feeling of discomfort. And our protagonist (pseudo) Philres Nozomi - Xiao Xi is stranded here because of formalities.

She didn't want to say anything about that.

The moisture in the bathroom had not yet dissipated, and there were still condensed water droplets on the tiles, but they had not been able to gather and stay. There was an intoxicating feeling to the residual temperature, even though I was the narrator and couldn't smell it.

But try to portray it a little bit more so that you feel like "WOC, this is not like this at all".

Because he couldn't go to school, there was no data on Xiaoxi's sign-in record during the morning inspection, and in order to redeem this fact, Teacher Yu Wenyue asked Xiaoxi to sign in the school's database by himself.

"Ah, is that again?"

Nozomi murmured in the warm light, and as she got up and opened the curtains, the sunlight outside the room suddenly shone in through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Hina's white thighs were exposed to the slightly cold air of the autumn morning, but she didn't care.

Today she is going to a comic convention that she is not looking forward to.

It's too boring to go to school when you're not in school, so if there's anything fun, Xiaoxi will go to participate, at least it's much better than staying in a hotel.

Although the main reason for this is that she can't access the website she has been using before.

"Ahh

When the pink-haired girl asked herself if she could change her seat, what she was thinking about was that this author was too much, and the non-mainstream killed Matt!

After thinking about it, he inexplicably agreed, although Xiaoxi felt that if he thought about it seriously, there would be no reason to refuse.

Today, Xiaoxi didn't participate in the comic con, in fact, she is a steel chef but not a fan of other works. In her original place, the fame of Steelforge overshadowed many of her works, so after she tried to find it, she was a little disappointed that she didn't find Little Douding or any other characters.

Such a good work, is no one watching it here?

She felt a hint of dissatisfaction.

After the live, the crowd made her have to give up the idea of rushing out of the crowd, and she was like a lonely boat swaying in the impassable venue.

"This beautiful young lady, do you need my help?"

This sentence comes from a young man who deliberately wears a school uniform and has an obvious hairstyle, which makes Xiaoxi seem to have a sense of identity that "it turns out that the way to pick up girls all over the world is the same".

Although Xiao Xi was not deceived by this low-level method, it was also a very common thing for Philrith Xi, who grew up in a different culture. It's just that she doesn't know much about people in China.

"Brother, why do you always hook up with others!"

Black hair, purple eyes, and the same school uniform.

That night, Xiaoxi stayed up late to finish a comic.

And that cowardly man was also left behind by Xiaoxi, and she didn't need to think about anything when she hadn't integrated into it yet.